Chapter 748 - 233: Prodigy Kill List! Advent of the Mechanical Race, Iron Man Rebellion
Chapter 748: Chapter 233: Prodigy Kill List! Advent of the Mechanical Race, Iron Man Rebellion
"Throughout the entire Cosmos, the only ones with this characteristic are the Mechanical Race and another Peak Race—the ’Insect Race’."
Caesar spread his hands. "Take the other intelligent species in the Cosmos, for example, like those Greenskins with nothing but ’WAAAGH!’ on their minds, the Rakshasa Race, the Shadow Race, the Stone Race, the Holy Spirit Race... Their Spiritual Fields all carry strong racial contamination properties. We Human Race Martial Artists can’t refine them directly at all."
Qin Feng nodded in understanding.
He had read detailed records about this on the Imperial Forum.
If a Human Race Martial Artist were to forcibly refine and absorb the chaotic and fanatical ’WAAAGH!’ field of the Greenskins, their own Mental Power would quickly be contaminated, their soul would be twisted, and they would eventually become just like a Greenskin—a Madman who knows only battle and destruction.
And the final fate of such a contaminated soul would only be to become a plaything for Khorne.
Therefore, among all the life forms in the entire Cosmos, there were only two that could be directly refined and absorbed by Human Martial Artists as a "supplement"—the Mechanical Race, who shared a common origin with the Human Race, and the Insect Race, whose Hive Mind Core was pure to the extreme.
’So that’s how it is...’
Qin Feng understood now and immediately asked another key question.
"Then what about the ’Ten Thousand Races’ Celestial Pride’ and the ’Human Race Kill List’ mentioned in the announcement?"
This question made the relaxed smile on Caesar’s face slowly fade, replaced by an unprecedented gravity.
"Hmm..."
He mulled it over for a moment before slowly speaking. "The ’Celestial Pride Kill List’... It’s something we Human Race have, and in fact, all of the Cosmic Ten Thousand Races have one too.
To put it bluntly, it’s a blacklist.
Every race lists the names of the most promising geniuses from their enemy races, aiming to mobilize all their forces and, at any cost, assassinate them in the cradle before they can fully mature."
"Let’s take an example."
Caesar looked at Qin Feng. "All of us contestants in this war zone, including you and me, are probably already on the ’Celestial Pride Kill Lists’ of various enemy Alien Races.
After all, we are all the top-tier young Celestial Prides, hand-picked by the Human Race’s major top-tier Warbands from countless star systems."
Qin Feng nodded, indicating he understood the concept.
Caesar’s tone grew heavier. "However, an Alien Race member who makes it onto the ’Kill List’ published by our own Human Race... that’s a completely different concept."
His expression became extremely solemn.
"Those who can be placed on this list by our Human Race are, without exception, the Celestial Prides among Celestial Prides, the Demons among Demons!
They must possess heaven-defying cultivation talent in some aspect, far surpassing their peers, and have extremely terrifying Combat Power among those of the same level...
You could say that this is a list of extremely high value—a list that could even be described as ’terrifying’."
"And as for the ten Ten Thousand Races’ Celestial Prides who have been dropped into our war zone this time..."
Caesar took a deep breath. "They were likely captured alive from the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races by some mighty expert of the Human Race. To be captured alive and then thrown into our Trial Ground as ’props’ is basically a death sentence for them."
"They themselves must be well aware of this."
Caesar’s eyes flashed with an icy glint. "So... it’s predictable that once they are dropped into the war zone, these Madmen, knowing they’re doomed to die, will unleash a bloody slaughter against the geniuses of our Human Race in the most frenzied, most cruel, and most reckless way imaginable!"
"The only thing that’s unclear now is what tier of the Star-Rank these ten Ten Thousand Races’ Celestial Prides are currently at."
After hearing Caesar’s explanation, Qin Feng completely understood.
If the "Mechanical Race Invasion" was a "resource feast" falling from the sky, full of opportunities, then the arrival of these ten "Ten Thousand Races’ Celestial Prides" was a pack of deadly hunters mixed into that feast.
Of course, the Mechanical Race invasion wasn’t necessarily a resource feast either.
The cruelty of the entire war zone had been pushed to an even more chaotic and bloody level by the release of these two announcements.
...
Inside the ice cave, after Qin Feng and Caesar had digested the shocking information from the announcements, they looked at each other and saw a sense of absurd, helpless humor in the other’s eyes.
"At the seven-hundred-year mark, a Mechanical Race invasion suddenly appears, and they even drop in some Ten Thousand Races’ Celestial Prides."
Qin Feng couldn’t help but quip, "At this rate, are they going to throw ’Evil God’s Chosen’ or ’Chaos Invasion’ or something at us next?"
His words were half-joking, half-serious speculation.
The masterminds behind this Cosmic Genius Battle seemed to enjoy unexpectedly flipping the entire chessboard just when the contestants thought they had figured out the rules.
"You know, that’s actually a real possibility."
Caesar shrugged. "Who the hell knows what other weird stuff they’ll pull out at the eight-hundred or nine-hundred-year marks.
This selection tournament is far more complex than we imagined."
After the brief banter, the atmosphere turned serious again.
"So, what’s the plan?"
Qin Feng looked at Caesar and laid out the problem. "There are two paths before us.
On one hand, there’s our original plan: go compete for the ’Star System Level Resources’.
On the other, there’s this Mechanical Race army that just popped up.
With the former, even if we fail in the competition and get killed, we just lose some points and enter the Hunting Stage, with a chance to make a comeback. But with the latter..."
His voice paused, dropping a few tones lower. "The announcement was very clear. Facing an Alien Race invasion, if you are slain, there is no Hunting Stage. You’re eliminated directly. How should we weigh the risks and rewards?"